I found two smaller crockpots to serve the noodles, Chu Nianyao and I ate them separately, and quickly ate the food, with the soup and noodles, my stomach bulged, and I felt very full.

But I know very well that this feeling is only temporary, and soon, the hunger will return, but with this food in my stomach, at the very least, I can resist it for the next few days, if I only drink water, that kind of life, just thinking about it makes me feel dizzy.

Do you have to boil noodles in water, can't you chew them directly? Of course not.

It's just that mixing soup into the stomach will make the feeling of 'full' last longer, and when there are conditions, it is natural to cook noodles to eat, and when there are no conditions, in order not to starve, chew and eat the same.

However, the quantity is limited, and it is less than one time to eat it, according to my estimate, it will take about forty-five days to escape from this city, otherwise, Chu Nianyao's body in the Yang World will be completely broken, and she will die.

According to this time limit, it is more reasonable to eat once every two days.

Thanks to the 'Strange Granny' for the food, otherwise, I really don't know how long I could have lasted if I had just drunk water to survive, and now, one thing is certain, the ones who hoped that I would starve to death sooner would be disappointed.

Fan Lao Ghost and Gu Ying watched the two of us eating blankly, they couldn't see or smell, but they also understood that we had food to eat, and this was not light, Fan Lao Ghost sighed and floated back to the small room, out of sight and out of mind.

Gu Ying swallowed the air while muttering miserably 'I'm so hungry' and the like, listening to my scalp is numb, this bucket is useless in the face of Gu Ying, otherwise, I really want to be merciful and let her eat some, the life of the unjust ghost is really not good.

After the meal, it seems that the eighteen-layer hell card barrel surface has a sense, and it has shrunk to the size of a fingernail, and Chu Nianyao and I carefully collected it, this is a treasure that sustains life.

Turning my head to look at Gu Ying, who was always holding her head, I frowned and asked, "Xiao Ying, isn't there a way to help you fix this head?" How can you do it if you hold on like this, and your hands can't be used? ”

"Master Fang......." Gu Ying likes to shout like this at the moment, and I didn't refuse, this title is more acceptable than 'Lord Fang'.

"There is a way, if Master Fang is willing to sacrifice a little yang energy, I will be able to fix my head." Gu Ying looked at me pitifully, and stretched out her scarlet tongue to touch the tip of her nose.

This action scared me, after all, a normal person's tongue can't touch the tip of the nose.

"What's the use of yang energy?" I'm interested in asking, if sacrificing a little yang energy can help Gu Ying fix her head that will fall off at any time, this is still very cost-effective, at least, it won't be 'troubled' because of Gu Ying's head.

"Master Fang, if you are willing, I will be able to absorb a little yang energy,...... Then, according to the mind, this yang energy will be transformed into a thin thread, find a needle, and you can sew my head around my neck with the thread, it will hurt very much, but I can bear it. ”

Xiao Ying looked at me with ghostly eyes.

My hairs fell to the ground in an instant. Sew her head to her neck, who will do it, me? Listen to this, it seems like you want me to do it? God, what kind of work can a living man do? Although I am a casual cultivator, and I am a bit of a famous yin and yang master in the local area, I haven't experienced the matter of sewing the body of a dead ghost, just thinking about that kind of picture, the rhythm of my heartbeat is going to be chaotic.

It is said that they sometimes stitch together the corpses that have been separated by accident, and this kind of work is very frightening, but after all, they are all dead things, unable to move, and have no thinking.

But Gu Ying is different, although she is a ghost, she has a mind and can move, when she thinks of the scene of holding a ghost head with an open mouth and screaming pain, and sewing it up on her neck, she is about to faint.

"That, let Old Ghost Fan be in charge of sewing it together? …… As for yang, I'm willing to pay for you. I thought for a moment, then hesitated to speak.

"Master Fang, it must be stitched by the yang energy provider, in other words, it must be a man among the living people to be sewn, Fan Wuxiang is useless to stitch, his head will still fall off, and Nian Yaomei's paper stitching will not be successful."

Gu Ying looked at me pleadingly.

Chu Nianyao next to her breathed a sigh of relief, obviously, even if she could sew it up, it is estimated that this girl would run away.

Looking at Gu Ying's eyes, I really couldn't bear it.

Secretly gritted his teeth, and said hard: "Okay, I'll give it a try, you come over first to absorb some yang energy...... warn you, only a little, if you dare to cross the line, then I'm not welcome." As I spoke, I flipped my hand and clenched my peachwood sword.

Gu Ying's ghost body was shocked, obviously afraid of the peachwood sword, and hurriedly responded: "Master Fang, don't worry, I only draw a little bit, enough to condense the sutures, and stop it, it will only have a little impact on you, and it won't get in the way." ”

"Okay, come here." I nodded.

Gu Ying raised her eyes to look at me, it seemed that her grimace turned white, and she slowly floated over, and then, closing her grim eyes, approached my face.

"Wait, what do you mean by that?" I was taken aback, hurriedly covered my mouth with one hand, and looked at the female grimace that was very close in horror, in fact, when I looked closer, Gu Yingchang was very good-looking, not worse than Lin Yanwei.

But I even; Lin Yanwei has never been 'like that', but she doesn't want to have zero contact with female ghosts.

"Master Fang, don't be shy, I won't really touch you, this is the way to absorb yang energy, you need to face your mouth, but you won't meet, you can rest assured." Gu Ying opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise, and suddenly explained.

I remembered when Xiao Xin was absorbed by a female ghost, and the female ghost was like this, so I was relieved. Nodding his head and saying, "Okay, you can continue." With that, he lowered his hand.

Gu Ying smiled, approached forward, stopped about ten centimeters away from me, opened her gloomy mouth and made a sharp inhalation motion.

I felt that something in my body seemed to be guided out by the female ghost, and my head was dizzy for a while, but I soon came to my senses, and when I looked at it, Gu Ying had already withdrawn.

She held her head with one hand, and slowly pulled the other hand out of her mouth, pulling out a thin thread, a thread that shone with dark golden light.

Is this the suture she used my yang energy to transform? It looks so weird.

Shaking her head, she feels a little weak, but it's really fine, it seems that she really doesn't dare to be greedy, otherwise, I won't be polite.

Put away the peachwood sword and waited quietly, Chu Nianyao on the side looked at it with wide eyes in surprise.

Also, a female ghost pulls out the line like a spider, and this scene really has a shocking visual impact.

This thread doesn't seem to be short, Gu Ying tossed it carefully, and there was an extra ball of thread in her hand.

"I need a needle." Gu Ying swept left and right.

Needle......? I have a headache, where are the needles in this hellish place?

"Is the needle of yin qi condensation?"

I don't know when the old ghost Fan who floated out came to say.

I turned my head to look, and saw that he was holding a needle with a shining blue light in his hand, which was obviously yin qi simulating, and I couldn't help but be shocked, my pupils shrank suddenly, and I asked in a condensed voice: "Old Ghost Fan, you know how to use ghost dao condensing spells, is it, you are the same as me in the yang world, you are also a monk?" ”

"Lord Fang, you're right, I was a casual cultivator who didn't enter the stream when I was alive, I knew a little spells, and I also learned some spells used by the Yin Spirit, but I haven't been able to get on the big stage." Old Ghost Fan scratched his head embarrassedly.

I nodded, looked at Old Ghost Fan deeply, and didn't ask more.

An old ghost who can use the Yin Qi Condensation Technique, what kind of loose cultivation does not enter the stream? That's not true.

The technique of Yin Qi condensation, there are not many records in the Maoshan Ghost Gate, and it is by no means easy to learn, and the identity of Fan Lao Ghost before his death is by no means simple, but this has nothing to do with me, and I don't bother to get to the bottom of it.

"Brother Wuxiang, amazing, do you still have this hand? Of course the needle of yin qi condensation can be used, great, my hand is hopefully freed, always holding and holding my head, it is very difficult to do anything, I can't complete the workload, it has a lot to do with this, thank you Brother Wuxiang. Gu Ying responded happily.

Then, she looked at me expectantly, Chu Nianyao looked at me curiously, and Old Ghost Fan looked at me indifferently.

Nima!

scolded secretly, so he could only step forward hard, take the yin qi needle in the hand of Fan Lao Ghost, and then, take the dark gold thread from Gu Ying, thread the needle, and make preparations.

After thinking about it for a while, he sat directly on the ground, patted his knees, and motioned for Gu Ying to lie down.

Gu Ying's grimace turned whiter, I don't know if she was worried about the pain or if this posture made her shy? In short, his face was as white as a piece of paper. When I look at it, I feel a chill in my heart.

Gu Ying slowly lay down, pillowed her head on my lap, and whispered, "Please, master." ”

I'd love to say, it's best if you don't squeak.

The feeling of having a female ghost head on her knee is too bad, it feels cold and biting in that part, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's promise, I would have kicked it away! Uh, that's not good, control, control!

After calming down for a long time, I adjusted my mentality.

"Xiao Ying, you close your eyes, don't talk to me during this stitching process, and also, if you are in pain, you must hold back and don't scream, otherwise, if I am scared, maybe ,...... A stitch is pierced into your face. "After thinking about it, the ugly words are still ahead.

"Master Fang, don't worry, I have been trained in the miserable wind and rain, and I still have the ability to endure pain." Xiao Ying glanced at me, and after trying to squeeze out a mad smile, she slowly closed her dark ghost eyes.

My cold sweat came down.

What's going on? Master Zu, do you know the experience of your apprentice? You immortal seniors, which one has sewn up the head of the female ghost, if there is, come out and say, see which of us is more ......?

Yu roared in a mess in his heart, he felt that he was even better than his grandfather, and his courage naturally grew a lot.

I subconsciously tugged my bag back, trying to rummage through a pair of plastic gloves to put on, and then I remembered that the bag was not with me.

After cursing secretly, he could only accept the reality that he had no gloves to wear, controlled his trembling, reached out and pressed it on Xiao Ying's neck, and then, looking at the position, he sewed it together like sewing clothes.